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Look What You Made Me Do (feat. Stefflon Don)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Joyner Lucas
Joyner Lucas
Vocals
Stefflon Don
Stefflon Don
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stephanie Allen
Stephanie Allen
Songwriter
Gary Lucas Jr
Gary Lucas Jr
Songwriter
Jeffrey Nuamah
Jeffrey Nuamah
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lord Quest
Lord Quest
Producer

Lyrics

Make sure you take that number down 508-507-2209 Joyner Joyner Poison You say that I'm toxic, I ain't had lots of choices Just give me brains in the projects Baby, I am not your boyfriend Look I ain't got time, but you can book by the appointment And I ain't gon' lie, I used to be shy, believe me Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yay Bitch, I feel like ODB Bitch I'm so awesome even Ray Charles can see me Hoe stop crying, nobody said life would be easy And I'ma get mine, I'ma get mine, yeah You see what you just made me do? Look what you made me do nigga Look what you made me do nigga Ready to what? Never been giving a fuck, living it up Put em, putting em up Nigga forgive if you want Niggas will front Imma deliver the tons Imma just kill em and run Word to my son Niggas, they've never been wrong Imma go take you to do what ain't never been done Bitch you ready or what? Bitch, I've been ready to thump, ready to knock I bet you taking the fun, I bet you been prayin' I fall and that I never get up Bitch I would never give up Killin' em dead in the middle my ghetto, we're up Niggas ain't never been wrong Imma go take you to do what ain't never been done (Joyner) Holla Lot of niggas envy, you just want every dollar I'm trying to be friendly, I don't want any drama So please don't tell me that I have to empty the barrel My nigga you crazy, look at what you made me do Nigga you crazy, look what you made me do Nigga you crazy, look what you made me do This the flyest shit I ever heard in my life This the type of shit that make you pull up outside like bitch Why you bending my line I ain't tryna fuck your nigga he ain't even my type Told my brother that I love him then I put the phone down Gotta be rollin' with the bruddas that be in the ghost now Talking about making money and I'm spending your money But spending hella money is the only way your going now Yo these private conversations got me thinking out loud Used to queue up out front, I come through the back now Dear mama, all I wanted was to make you proud That's why I never fucked a broke nigga on a rebound Now my den is nowhere south of land shore Killa for pussy in a 8 inch boat Maraga fly in a sky, my yacht Chat come on don' wanna look like yo Fuck with me nigga, I've been putting London on the map Ain't it funny I'm the first female ting, mad Imma do it, watch me fuck it up and go ham Gettin keys oversea just so I can bring it back I ain't talking bout no coke bitch, I'm on about the crack I ain't even have to pay, all I had to do was rap Imma let that line breath, mute that I'm gettin keys oversea just so I can bring it back Poison You say that I'm toxic I ain't had lots of choices Just give me brains in my ride And baby I am not your boyfriend And I ain't got time But you can book by the appointment And I ain't gonna lie, I used to be shy Lot of niggas envy, you just want every dollar Yeah I'm tryna be friendly, I don't want any drama Please don't tell me that I have to empty the barrel Goddammit you crazy, look what you made me do My nigga you crazy look what you made me do Nigga you crazy, look what you made me do Yo wassup, this is Joyner I'm unable to take your call right now Leave me a brief message and I'll get back to you, peace Hello... Hello? Joyner
Writer(s): Stephanie Allen, Jeffrey Nuamah, Gary Maurice Lucas Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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